Friday, July 25, 2008

A fun day in the sun was the only goal today. My friend Mindy and her super adorable son Luke met us at Gramma Barbs house to go a' swimmin'. It would have been a great time if Caden actually was having a good time. As soon as she got in the pool...which takes a bit of prep work mind you, she was ready, really ready for a nap. Being the stick it through kinda gal that I am, I tried to keep her in the pool as long as possible before completely giving up and laying her down. She went straight to sleep.Poor little girl, if only her mother would pay attention when she tells her that she is tired...as you can see, not a happy Caden. However Luke on the other hand...loved the water. What a good boy!

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who we claim to be

Hey all,If you do not know us, the first thing you should know is how much we love the Lord our God, and we are striving to live lives worthy of the title, Believer.
The second is we are praying everyday for His return. On that day we will be reunited with our precious baby girl Caden, the treasure of our hearts. Since the death of our daughter we have battled grief, hurt, tears in public, brain surgery and chemo. We have also celebrated new life in the birth of our 2 sons. So come, read, share and enjoy the life God has given us. Although it is not perfect, or even what we had planned it is what He wants for us, so we choose to rejoice.

start here!!!

The Captain and Cari

Our Joy, Caden Joelle.

"Michael said Caden's funeral felt like a wedding. I smile to type that, because in many ways, it was: a celebration of one little bride being united with the Lamb."

~Katherine Kramer~

our big Rigg

Ryder

things that make me laugh

I came back into the room from treating myself to a nice, cold diet coke when I saw the Captain playing with Rigg. He was making the stuffed animal dance in the air toward our son and saying in a sing-song voice “Here comes the zebra.” I looked at him and said in the exact same sing-song voice “It’s a giraffe.” To which the Captain, with only the briefest pauses, sing-songed back the reply… “Daddy had brain surgery.“